America's Favorite Pastime (Live at WMLB AM1690) Lyrics

Dock Ellis didn't think he would pitch that day
Back in 1970
When he and his wife took a trip to the ballpark
A little bit differently
So by the time he hit the bullpen
Half the world had melted away
That's about the time coach Murtaugh said
Hey dock your pitching todayTaking the mound the ground turned into
The icing on a birthday cake
The lead off man came up and turned into
A dancing rattle snake
The crowd tracked back and forth
In waves of color underneath the sun
The ball turned into a silver bullet
His arm into a gunI took a look all around the world one time
Finally discovered
You cant judge a bookThree up three down for three straight innings
In a zero zero tie

As all those batters names came ringing
From some voice out of the sky
Hallucinating Halloween scenes
Each new swing of the bat
His sinker looked like it was falling off a table
But nobody was hallucinating thatI took a look all around the world one time
Finally discovered
You cant judge a bookBy the top of the seventh he was up one to nothing
And giving them padres fits
By the bottom of the eighth he was up two to nothing
And they still hadn't got any hits
With one out left to go in the game
The batter looked like a baby child
The birthday caking was shaking
And those waves of color were going wildWhen he finally mowed the last man down
He was high as he had ever been
Laughing to the sound of the world going around
Completely unaware of the win
And while the papers would say he was scattered that day
He was pretty as a pitcher could be
The day dock Ellis of the Pittsburgh pirates
Threw a no hitter on LSDI took a look all around the world one time
Finally discovered
You cant judge a book
Songwriters
TODD DANIEL SNIDERPublished by
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